1363: C1363 A person unafraid of death

C1363 A person unafraid of death

Hidden Dragon Castle, stage!

Just like Jiang Jingya, she did not give Yu Haoran any chance to speak, as Jian Wu Hen immediately admitted defeat at the same time.

"I admit defeat!"

Waiting until the 1.7m little dragon finished its devouring process, when Jian Wuhen waved his hand, intending to fly away from the stage, Yu Haoran suddenly said.

"I will do my best to clear the way for you."

With a slight tremble, he turned around, and Jian Wuhen's gaze on Yu Haoran revealed a trace of being moved.

Others may not understand the meaning of Yu Haoran's words just now, and even Qin Lingfei and Yu Siqi might not understand it, but she was extremely clear about it.

Clear out all obstacles in front of you, that is, all the contestants who are ranked in front of you. As long as you are unwilling to admit defeat, then you will either die or be severely injured.

Although Yu Haoran's righteousness and righteousness moved her, she did not want him to take such risks or tire himself like this.

Therefore, when he turned around and left the arena, Jian Wuhen did not hesitate to risk being seen through and exhorted him tenderly.

"Do your best, and don't take any risks. I will accompany you forever!"

Nodding his head, Yu Haoran watched as Jian Wuhen left the stage, then closed his eyes, waiting for the contestants to start fighting him without fear of death.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Han Ming!"

The fifty-fourth participant, Han Ming Chen, who was forced onto the stage, first looked up at the purple robed middle aged man in mid-air. A hint of fawning appeared in his eyes, and he cupped his hands in greeting towards Yu Haoran.

"Either admit defeat or die!" threatened as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Although senior brother Yu is very strong, Ming Chen still wants to experience senior brother's skills." Facing Yu Haoran's threat, Han Ming Chen said while laughing as he took out his Intrinsic Sword.

The Law of Fast to the Perfection Stage combined with the power of the Ancestral Voodoo's body, a single move directly struck the Yellow Dragon towards Han Ming Chen's chest.

"Boom!"

Han Mingchen, who had also comprehended the Law of Fast, had used his Intrinsic Sword to block the staff in time, but the massive difference in strength between the staff and strength instantly caused the Intrinsic Sword to be damaged. At the same time, he was also forced back nine steps by the powerful rebound force.

Without the slightest pause, he continued to use his Mt. Tai's Pressure, adding on the weight of the high-grade Zun Stage magical equipment, and adding on the power of the body of the Ancestral Mage and the pole technique, he smashed the weapon towards Han Mingchen like a real mountain.

"Me!"

After being pushed back in one move, while Han Ming Chen's heart ached over the damage done to the Life Sword Weapon, he had also regretted taking the risk to provoke Yu Haoran in order to obtain the benefits promised by the middle aged man in purple.

Therefore, when facing Yu Haoran's second attack, which was an even stronger pole technique, he couldn't care less and used his life sword to block it, at the same time wanting to admit defeat.

However, the accelerating attack only made him shout "I" before he was smashed into meat paste by the high-level Supreme Realm white stick.

"Yu Haoran!"

A middle-aged powerhouse who had come from the west side to the center of the stands suddenly stood up, gnashing his teeth, and shouted in a low voice the moment he saw Han Mingchen smashed into a pulp.

Feeling the strong killing intent from the west wing, Yu Haoran immediately turned around and at the same time, angrily stood up with the middle-aged man as he slowly raised the white rod in his hand.

"Yu Haoran, you better stay in Hidden Dragon Castle for your entire life. Otherwise, I, Han Qian Yuan, will definitely take your life." Facing Yu Haoran's provocation, the middle-aged warrior threatened with a gloomy expression.

"I'll wait!" At the same time that he retrieved the white rod, Yu Haoran replied indifferently.

He then turned around and closed his eyes, allowing the seven-colored dragon to devour his enemy's seven-colored dragon.

"Greetings, Senior Martial Brother!"0

After the Zhang YuRui, who was ranked 53 on the list, was forcefully brought into the arena, he looked exactly like the Han Mingchen from before. First, he looked at the middle aged man in purple with a fawning expression, then greeted Yu Haoran with a solemn expression.

"Either admit defeat or die!"

As he continued to threaten him, Yu Haoran slightly frowned. Then, he raised his head to look at the middle aged man in purple who was floating in midair and a hint of understanding flashed through his heart.

"I saw Senior Brother Yu's second match and realized that you seem to be more adept at speed and strength. Coincidentally, Yu Rui also has some knowledge of speed and strength. How about we compare notes?" Taking out an Inferior Grade Zun realm double-edged large saber, Zhang YuRui said with a light smile.

Originally, he had only used 50% of the Ancestral Shaman's power. However, after guessing the power of the purple robed middle-aged man and Zhang YuRui's fearless provocation, his strength immediately increased to 70%.

Without using the Law of Speed, which had reached the level of Perfection, seventy percent of the Ancestral Mage's physical strength combined with the high-grade Zun realm white stick, while he leaped up slightly, throwing out a powerful move towards Zhang YuRui.

"Broken Mountain!"

Facing the mountain-like white rod that was smashing towards him, Zhang Yu Rui did not rely on his comprehension of the law of speed to dodge it, but used all of his spirit energy and soul power to unleash a blade technique that combined both offense and defense. He intended to break open the rod technique that Yu Haoran had used three times in a row.

"Boom!"

When the white stick and the double-backed large ring blade clashed, a loud and clear rumble was heard.

"Crack!"

"AHH!"

Accompanied by a resounding boom, the sounds of bones breaking and painful screams rang out.

Zhang Yu Rui's so-called research on power, was mostly because of the low grade revered realm dual back large saber that he used. His own strength was average, and his body had just broken through the first stage of Martial Saint.

As a result, under Yu Haoran's attack to raise the strength of the Ancestral Lich, not only did the Twin Ring Saber suffer slight injuries, the bones in both of the arms of the wielding weapon were also directly fractured.

Without the slightest pause, Yu Haoran, who had just landed on the stage, immediately used a Basic Staff Technique to sweep the area, directly cutting Zhang Yu Rui's waist in half.

Reaching out his hand to absorb the Dual Wielding Ring Saber that was lying on the ground, Yu Haoran was pleasantly surprised to discover that not only was the Dual Wielding Ring Saber of low level Zun realm, there was even the existence of a artifact spirit in the blade.

However, the artifact spirit had most likely been severely injured and had been in a deep slumber the entire time.

"Can the Tower Spirit be repaired?"

At the same time, pretending to observe the double-edged blade carefully, Yu Haoran questioned the Tower Spirit in his sea of consciousness.

"I'll give it directly to the main army. The aura of slaughter that the bloodthirsty physique possesses can help the artifact spirit recover completely." With just a single glance, the Tower Spirit gave the artifact spirit a way to recover.

"Yu Haoran, return the Meteorite Sword to me immediately. I promise that I will not hold you accountable for killing Zhang Yu Jing."

Just when Yu Haoran was about to throw the large ring blade with two backs to Wu Zhengjun, an old man in green, who had white hair, promised from the center of the eastern seating area.

In regards to this, Yu Haoran only glanced at them indifferently, before he directly kept the two large circular blades on his back into the Domain Pagoda.

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